November’s bit of fiction can be found here! A slice of Filipino folklore, a love song, a goodbye. Birth, death, and change in the shadow of the manananggal.
I suppose this is sort of the monthly wrap-up for me. Summer is a ghost, and winter has the longest shadow. 2019 has been all sorts of devastating and elating and exhausting. My book hit digital and in-store shelves. There were job changes; we lost someone dear to us, and gained a couple of new friends and acquaintances. All things considered, I might make December a quiet time, both creatively and in terms of connecting with others.
My reading goals have been an absolute fail, but the year has put me in touch with the warmest, most supportive people that I have ever had the good fortune to meet. Thank you to the writing community over at Twitter; you folks continue to astound me with your endless creativity and willingness to help others.
Is there really anything more to be said? Archived fiction is here. Listen to each other, and be kind. Take care of yourselves. Buy my novella, if you feel like it, and if short, fast-paced fantasy of a literary persuasion is your thing. Come visit us on Twitter or Instagram. There are stories to tell, and I almost never bite.
Cheers to the New Year, all.